I can't believe that life's so complex. When I just want to sit here and watch you undress. I can't believe that life's so complex. When I just want to sit here and watch you undress.
Speak to me of universal laws. The whores hustle and the hustlers whore. All around me people bleed. Speak to me your song of greed. . Speak to me of your inner charm.
Catherine liked high places. High up on the hills. A place for making noises. Noises like the whales. Here she built a chapel with. Her image on the wall.
A revolving wheel of metal chairs. Hung on chains, squealing. Four little children flying out. A blind man sings in Arabic. . Hey little children don't disappear.
And they came to the river. And they came from the road. And he wanted the sun. Just to call his own. . And they walked on the dirt. And they walked from the road.
I'm walking in the city tonight. I'm walking in the city at dark. Remembering, remember light. Thinking of nothing, and the shooting stars. . And this world tonight is mine.
Blue now is the color. Love the drug I'm needing. Got to keep this feeling. . With the headlights burning. We're looking up for something. Answers on the ceiling.
Please don't make my wedding dress. I'm too young to marry yet. Can you see my pocket knife?. You can't make me be a wife. How the world just turns & turns.
If I could tell you anything. I would tell you something. If you, if you could miss it. . That's the loop. It can be broken. That's the loop. It can be broken.
Hit her with a hammer. Teeth smashed in. Red tongues twitching. Look inside a skeleton. . My fingers sting. Where I feel your fingers have been. Ghostly fingers.
Above the mountain, the mountain. An eagle is flying. . High above the mountain. An eagle come down. To the soldier who falters. The soldier on the ground.
Baby, you got a bad bad mouth. Everything is poison that's coming out. Cheating, lying since the day you were born. Someone outta rinse it out with soap.
Can you hear them?. The helicopters. I'm in New York. No need for words now. We sit in silence. . You look me. In the eye directly. You met me. I think it's Wednesday.
How is our glorious country plowed?. Not by iron plows. How is our glorious country plowed?. Not by iron plows. Our lands is plows by tanks and feet,.
Goddamn Europeans!. Take me back to beautiful England. And the grey, damp filthiness of ages,. And battered books and. Fog rolling down behind the mountains,.
Put the pen. To the paper. Press the envelope. With my scent. Can't you see. In my handwriting. The curve of my g?. The longing. . Oh. . Who is left that.
How to walk and where to run. How to walk and where to run. I see you kissing other peoples arms. I see you kissing in cheap bars. . How to walk and where to run.
And he was walking in the garden. And he was walking in the night. And he was singing a sad love song. And he was praying for his life. And the stars came out around him.
Promises, promises. I'm feeling burned. You taught me a lesson. I didn't want to learn. . Why did I come here?. Please tell me again. Why did you ask me?.